Heat oil in skillet and cook purslane just until tender. Put it in the soup pot with the other ingredients and simmer gently until rice is tender. Remove bay leaf. To make a heartier meal, add 1 cup diced chicken or beef.
While we are on the subject of food, we have a correction to the tomato preserve recipe that was printed last week. Betty Banks, who sent in the recipe, said the spices should read: one tablespoon of cinnamon, and one teaspoon each of ground cloves and allspice. Actually, the spices can be adjusted to suit your taste.
Ray McCune, a distant cousin from Fort Wayne, Ind., sent us a new method to process tomatoes. He says to wash and core tomatoes (don't peel), put in single layer in a large zippered freezer bag. Freeze in layers. Take tomatoes out as you need them. Put in cool running water and the skin slides right off -- no danger of being scalded by hot water. He said they are excellent for soups, stews or chili. Sounds easy.
Fall is in the air -- we hear it in the lonesome cry of the katydids, see it in the leaves that look careworn and dispirited, smell it in the air that is tinged with wood smoke and feel it in the sharper nip in the air in early morning. Soon, the summer will be ended and the harvest will be o'er. This natural garden will be harvested and the ground prepared for next year's sowing, but there is coming a Great Harvest in which we will all have a part. We will reap what we have sown.
In Galatians 6:7-8 we read, "Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption, but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting." And the 9th verse goes on, "And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season, we shall reap, if we faint not.
We received a poem from Marilene Bibb awhile back that she found in one of her old Bibles. It is worth sharing.
MY MOTHER'S GARDEN
My mother kept a garden-a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things that gave our life its start.
She turned us to the sunshine and encouraged us to dream,
Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rain came, she protected us enough;
But not too much 'cause she knew we'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example always taught us right from wrong;
Markers for my pathway that will last a lifetime long.
I am my mother's garden; I am her legacy.
And I hope she feels the love reflected back from me.Contact Alyce Faye Bragg at alycef...@citlink.net or write to 2556 Summers Fork Road, Ovapa, WV 25164.